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RE: Turn my feathers black, hide my pretty colors - Carja - Sep 28 2020
RE: Turn my feathers black, hide my pretty colors - Azure - Sep 28 2020 Content Warning
This post contains potentially sensitive material: child death abuse violence strong language
She was still trying to figure out how to explain all of this when Carja sniffed at the bottle. Azure smiled, with her eyes at least, as her clawed forelimbs carefully attempted to begin patting black dye all over Carja's skin. "It's a bottle, yeah. My sister, Dip? She's a blacksmith. There's a couple blacksmiths in this cave; they can make all sorts of things. Dip makes armor, weapons, stuff like that. She's fixed things for the Collector, if you've heard of him," she added. It's how she'd gotten them their rather questionable wagon, for one thing. "She could probably make stuff for you, if you wanted. We sell it--trade it for things we need, like food and supplies." Pat, pat, pat, the black footprints leaving their mark, slowly obscuring the gray, if allowed; and Azure tried to turn her mind to more serious matters. "Yeah, uh, kinda. Listen, I don't--know your family so I can't judge, or anything? But when I was a kid, just--a stupid kid, I thought something like that myself. My mother said stuff like that, but... she wasn't great. Uh. She was bad, in fact. She'd ask my brothers to do... bad things. Harmful things, to others. To prove our loyalty, and our, uh, 'love.' But she didn't love. It ended up with a lot of Gembound hurt, or dead, so... just keep an eye open for that sorta thing, yeah? Uh... Protect your family from themselves if they get outta hand. Don't just follow along. -Sorry if that's, you know, unasked-for advice but I wish someone had told me when I was a kid." She didn't go through all the details, like how her own creation had been from a murdered fuckin' stone or how her 'brother' had turned out to be her dad who'd been forced to kill that stonebearer or any of that crap. Holy shit it was all grim, and this was meant to be happy dye time. She just hoped her warnings weren't needed. It's just... well. "Just that 'family' and 'chaos' kinda sets off all my alarms, you know?" she explained, a little awkwardly. "That's how the ice dragon factored in, uh--I think she realized who my mother was and she almost killed me. I got better, at least. Normally dragons make me, you know, nervous after that, but you seem nice," she added. ...Topic change time! "...So, uh, nose still gray, huh? Can I ask, um--why do you glow? Those parts? Like--these bits on your neck; what are those? They're cool," Azure added, pausing to inspect them. @Carja RE: Turn my feathers black, hide my pretty colors - Carja - Sep 28 2020
RE: Turn my feathers black, hide my pretty colors - Azure - Sep 28 2020 "-Snails, huh? That's--nice. Uhh--I don't think I've ever met a snail," Azure remarked quietly. There was a smile in her voice as she worked. Carja's description of the glowing vents had her peering curiously, pausing in her work to blink at them. "Huh. Never seen anything like them." Carja didn't comment on Asimona's prior attack, so Azure didn't mention it; maybe this dragon had never met her. She wasn't sure, and didn't really care--so long as the bitch never came back. When Carja mentioned the bare patch, though, she squinted. "For the--uhh--snail to see? I thought it was for your other family, the uh, bare patch--or am I missing--should there be two spots without it-?" Azure hesitated, confused; Carja'd given two reasons, both entirely different, so maybe she'd wanted two bare spots--or maybe it was both..? "Okay, lemme get the glowing dye," she said, after a moment. It would take awhile but the dragon would eventually be covered in black--and now Azure wandered off, returning with the starlight dye. She started to apply this, too, slathering broad swathes of glittering 'stars' over Carja's hide everywhere she could reach. "Uh, can you--duck your head down here a little and, the wings if you want the... skin-parts done? Let me know if you want me to leave the whole wings un-dyed or what," she added, friendly. The hybrid leaned back, regarding the dragon-creature with a brief, critical eye. "It's looking good so far, though!" she decided, and then went back to work. @Carja RE: Turn my feathers black, hide my pretty colors - Carja - Sep 29 2020
RE: Turn my feathers black, hide my pretty colors - Azure - Sep 29 2020 It took time to apply the last of the dye, with Azure smiling gently with eyes and voice. "I like their colors, too," she assured Carja. "And I wouldn't worry; I'm sure they'll recognize you. You're hard to miss," and she offered a short laugh. Splash, smear, swipe. "Me? Oh, naw, these are just my colors. I used to be more... dusty brown? I like these better, now. It's why I picked my name, it's like-... blue. I'm glad you like them." Her words trailed off, then, in concentration. For a time she worked in silence, amiable and intent, lost in the work of an artist--dabs of starlight here, streaks across the dragon-beast's neck and flanks. She tried to distribute the starlight as best she could--a little less intensely-clustered than it might have been on a smaller creature, but the charcoal Carja'd brought meant it wasn't thinned, at least. It was black, really black, with streaks here and there like galaxies, and the white stars scattered evenly throughout. At last Azure stepped back, squinting. She eyed over Carja from this angle and that, and then she nodded to herself. "Okay, here goes. Let me know if there's anything you want changed--I can change it--but lemme just... finalize this, for now." A breath, and concentration. She felt it take--weaker than she would've liked, but a tentative sense through the spell didn't feel like the dye would fail, at least. And it looked good! At least in Azure's mind, and, she hoped, to Carja too. "What do you think?" she asked, at last; she'd done her best to leave all the teal glowing bits free, and to cover the gray--except that nose patch--in black sky and starlight. @Carja RE: Turn my feathers black, hide my pretty colors - Carja - Sep 29 2020
RE: Turn my feathers black, hide my pretty colors - Azure - Sep 29 2020 Azure laughed again. It wasn't often she was able to just sort of relax, to let her creativity flow and not feel pressured toward one thing or another. Well--aside from getting the paint right, but she'd ensured it was all in place before fixing it there, of course. "I'm glad you like it. You don't owe me anything," and here she paused, considering good-naturedly as she eyed the strange dragon over. "-But I wouldn't say no to the fruit, maybe another time? You know, visit, and a chat? It'd let me make sure none of the dye is coming off, too," she pointed out. "But no rush, and you don't have to. It's... just good to see my stuff out there." This was a little quieter, but no less earnest or content. There was enough pain and destruction in the world--it was nice to see something happy and new, something created instead, for a change. @Carja RE: Turn my feathers black, hide my pretty colors - Carja - Sep 29 2020
Exit Carja? RE: Turn my feathers black, hide my pretty colors - Azure - Sep 29 2020 She watched her go, faint surprise in her. Mushroom..? Bemusement at the friendly bump, and her own farewell was a murmured thing. The roar had her flinching, scrambling back a few paces with a wince. That was a familiar sound, and an unpleasant one, and she found her feathers ruffled and a trembling running through her. No wave was returned, then--but it hardly mattered; from a distance, Azure's discomfort wasn't all that visible. With a grimace she watched the dragon go. The dye was pretty, that was for sure; she thought she'd done a good job. She just wished Carja hadn't roared at the end. With a shudder she turned, starting the long task of clean-up; some charcoal'd been left over, and she could use that much, at least... Maybe in the future, there would be fruit. But hopefully no warpaint. exit Azure |